This was shared with me years ago and is now valuable to repeat. I have changed it, albeit slightly to take into today’s realities. I cannot recall who sent it to me, so do apologize to Anon.
May you get a clean bill of health from your dentist, your cardiologist, your gastroenterologist, your urologist, your proctologist, your podiatrist, your psychiatrist, your plumber and SARS (Inland Revenue).
May your hair, your teeth, your face-lift, your boob job and your shares not fall; and may your blood pressure, your triglycerides, your cholesterol, your white blood count and your mortgage interest not rise.
May you find a way to travel from anywhere to anywhere in the rush hour in less than an hour, and when you get there may you find a parking space. May you find a plane to travel in without some deranged passenger trying to take it down to ground level or some distant country.
May Jan 1, find you together with your beloved family and cherished friends, ushering in the New Year. You will find the food better, the environment quieter, the cost much cheaper, and the pleasure much more fulfilling than anything else you might ordinarily do that night.
May you wake up on January 1st, finding that the world has not come to an end, the lights work, the water faucets flow, your car is still in the driveway and the sky has not fallen.
May you go to the bank on January the 4th and find your account is in order, your money is still there and any mistakes are in your favor.
May you ponder on January 4th; How did this ultramodern civilization of ours manage to get itself traumatized by a possible slip of a blip on a chip made out of sand. May we relax about the Third Millennium of the Common Era, and realize that we still have 240 years until the dawn of the Sixth Millennium of the Jewish Calendar by which time the computer is long since obsolete and so are we.
May you have the strength to go through a year of political campaigning, and may some of the promises made be kept. May you believe at least half of what the candidates propose, and may those elected fulfil at least half of what they promise, and the miracle of reducing taxes and balancing budgets happen.
May you be awe struck by the sense of humor as you wrestle with the possibility that a professional wrestler could become president of the United States.
May what you see in the mirror delight you, and what others see in you delight them.
May someone love you enough to forgive your faults, be blind to your blemishes, and tell the world about your virtues. May they not publish your faults and blemishes on Facebook, their blog or tweet your mole via Twitpic.
May the telemarketers wait to make their sales calls until you finish dinner, and may your credit card and your budget balance, and may they include generous amounts for charity.
May you share a thought for the environment, and stop and pick up the frog trying to cross the road, instead of obliterating it with your 24 inch tires.
May you remember to say "I Love You" at least once a day to your spouse, your, child, your parent; but not to your secretary, your nurse, your masseuse, your hairdresser or your tennis instructor.
May you and your Avatar remain the same, so that we do need another planet to show our love for the Earth and mankind.
And may we live in a world at peace and the awareness of profound love in every sunset, every flower’s unfolding petals, every baby’s smile, every lover’s kiss, and every wonderful, astonishing, miraculous beat of our heart.